bullyxtreme Chapter 1055 Handover
Chapter 1055 Handover
After driving for about ten minutes, Zhang Yunhe encountered a checkpoint. Six soldiers with guns blocked the road with barricades, and there were two wooden houses by the roadside.
A dozen pedestrians and two horse-drawn carriages were queuing up for inspection.
When Zhang Yunhe came to scout the area a couple of days ago, he already knew there was such a checkpoint, so he was prepared.
He drove the SUV to the barricade and braked to a stop. A soldier with an ugly appearance walked over with a gun.
"What are you looking at? You want to inspect my car? Believe me, I can kill you on the spot and no one will dare to bother me!" Zhang Yunhe shouted and threatened arrogantly.
These bastards were really susceptible to this act. When they saw Zhang Yunhe wearing a crisp woolen military overcoat, with the rank of colonel on his shoulder, and driving a rickshaw that was one of the rarest in the entire city of Xi'an, their arrogance immediately vanished. They hurriedly bowed and nodded, forcing smiles: "Greetings, sir! How could we dare to investigate you! Hey you, you bastards, hurry up and move the barricades away, move them away!"
Two soldiers on the roadside quickly slung their rifles over their shoulders, ran over, and moved the barricades to the side of the road to clear the way.
"You're smart enough to know what's good for you!" Zhang Yunhe said, then threw out a few silver dollars and said, "This is a reward for you. Keep your eyes open in the future, understand?"
"Ah? I understand, I definitely understand!" As soon as the crooked soldier saw that there was money, his attitude immediately became sincere and enthusiastic.
Zhang Yunhe stepped on the gas, and the SUV drove off, quickly disappearing at the end of the road.
The crooked soldier quickly picked up a few silver dollars from the ground, put one in his mouth and bit it. When he took it out and saw the teeth marks, his smile immediately crumbled.
Two soldiers immediately ran over, one of them saying excitedly, "Hey, I didn't expect this officer to be so generous, even though he has a terrible temper! Let me touch it, it's been so long since I've touched a silver dollar!"
"What the hell are you touching!" The crooked soldier shoved him away and scolded, "Go away, all of you, get back to work. We'll split the money after get off work. Don't cause any trouble now."
Zhang Yunhe drove for another two hours and encountered two more checkpoints along the way, both of which charged tolls. This showed how hard life was for ordinary people in those days and how heavy the burden of exorbitant taxes and levies was.
Zhang Yunhe didn't stop until they reached a secluded valley.
There was an abandoned village in the valley. It was obvious that no one had lived there or been there for many years, and it was overgrown with weeds.
"Where are we?" Liu Huilan couldn't help but ask.
Zhang Yunhe led the way, saying as they walked, "This place is 130 li from the county seat, and there is no one living or active within a 10-li radius!"
As the group entered the abandoned village, they saw large wooden crates stacked everywhere in the courtyards, and piled up along the roadside as well.
As Zhang Yunhe walked, he said, "This is an abandoned village. Yesterday, the transport team unloaded their goods here. The entire village, including the roadsides and courtyards, is littered with guns and ammunition."
Zhang Yunhe stopped by the roadside and walked to a pile of wooden crates. He said to Lao Duan and Liu Huilan, "Because there are too many weapons, equipment and ammunition, and the transportation capacity is limited, this time only the light weapons and equipment of one division and two basic loads of ammunition have been transported. I plan to airdrop the remaining heavy weapons and the weapons, equipment and ammunition of another division. Transporting them by waterway is too time-consuming and laborious, and they might be discovered by the Japanese and the people from the Nationalist government!"
After speaking, Zhang Yunhe pried open a wooden box containing five British Army rifles. He took one out, pulled the bolt forward and backward smoothly, handed it to Lao Duan, and said, "British Army standard rifle, Lee-Enfield Model 4 MK.5, 7.7mm caliber! It uses a magazine feed, with a magazine capacity of 10 rounds!"
"Among the bolt-action rifles that are commonly used by armies around the world, with magazine capacities of only 5, 7, or 8 rounds, this rifle is far superior in terms of sustained firepower!"
"On the European battlefield, German soldiers were often killed by the powerful and sustained firepower of these British rifles while changing magazines. According to German officers, in trench warfare, the firepower of these British rifles was even more intense than that of light machine guns!"
"This rifle can be said to be the bolt-action rifle with the fastest rate of fire to date!"
The brand-new rifles felt different in the weight they carried. The texture and the smell of gun oil fascinated Lao Duan. He could hardly suppress his desire for the rifles, thinking that once he transported these weapons and ammunition back, the soldiers could kill the Japanese better and faster.
Zhang Yunhe then led them to a nearby courtyard, pried open a wooden crate, took out a pistol, removed the magazine, put it back in, tossed it to Lao Duan, and said, "The British Army Webley MKvL revolver is one of the iconic standard-issue pistols of the British Army. It is not only used by officers, but also by special forces such as tank crews and pilots, and is also widely used by the troops of Commonwealth countries!"
"It has won praise and acclaim on the battlefield for its reliability and unique design."
Xiao Guo asked, "Mr. Zhang, what about its reliability on the battlefield?"
Zhang Yunhe said, "Reliability means being able to fire successfully in various complex environments. Some firearms are prone to jamming in deserts, cold snow and ice, or even humid environments. Imagine if you suddenly encounter an enemy, take out your gun to fire, and it suddenly jams. Wouldn't that be a very serious situation?"
"Take the Mauser C96, for example. It's very prone to jamming. Usually, it will jam several times out of ten shots. When it comes to close combat, it's a matter of life and death!"
Xiao Guo nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.
Next, Zhang Yunhe led them to another courtyard and pried open a large wooden crate. Inside, on a bed of wood planers, lay a light machine gun. He picked it up, placed it on the ground, and introduced it: "Do you recognize this? It's a Bren light machine gun, the standard British light machine gun. It uses a short-stroke piston gas-operated system, and its tilting bolt locking mechanism ensures its firing stability!"
"Its theoretical rate of fire is 500 rounds per minute, but in actual combat it can be controlled at 120 rounds per minute. This moderate rate of fire can ensure the continuity of firepower, providing strong and continuous fire support for suppressing enemy fire and for infantry charges, while avoiding excessive consumption of ammunition."
"Although the curved 30-round magazine increases the overall height of the weapon, it significantly reduces the rate of jamming. Moreover, it can operate stably in the frigid Arctic at -40 degrees Celsius and the high-temperature North African desert at 50 degrees Celsius. A well-trained machine gunner can change the barrel in 3 seconds. Each machine gun is equipped with 3 spare barrels!"